Blue

She is lost
in the arms
of blue
gripped
in the teeth
of freedom
skirted
by the politics
of morbidity
frolicking
in the forest
of people watching
lapped
in the milk
of state
and nothing she tries
will ever be worthy
of the majesty
of her great
inner
fish

So Blue

Your name is so blue
so covered with cheese
and now the cheese is everywhere
gaining sentience
as the clever ringmaster
drops the ripe tomato
and the end of all things
has hobbits in it

Pinkness

Pinkness
is not greenness
though it can sometimes
be similar to purpleness
if purpleness
is redness
with blueness added
which is not really the same thing as pinkness
now that I think of it
but pinkness
is nothing like blueness
or so claims the Voice of Hegemony
so BURN DOWN THE TOY AISLES
BURN DOWN THE TOY AISLES
BURN DOWN THE TOY AISLES
and buy yourself a pony.